Conleigh rolls her eyes and moves on to get her next tray of drinks from the bar.
“You’re asking for trouble with that one,” my brother informs me as I line up my next shot.
“How do you figure?”
“She’s too good for you.”
I sink the nine ball in the corner pocket.
“But she’s perfect for you, right?”
He chuckles and shakes his head. “Not even close. A girl like her is much too sweet for our blood.”
“You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“She’s your best friend’s girl, correct?”
“He doesn’t deserve her, and she knows it.” I shrug and scratch my next shot.
“You’re going to get hurt.”
“Why do you care?”
“I shouldn’t but you’re my brother. I’ll always tell you the truth even if you don’t want to hear it.”
I frown but know he means it. Doesn’t mean I think he’s right though.
In the end, Wren wins so I take him to my office to hear his proposal.
I take a seat on the edge of my desk. “So, let’s have it. What do you want?”
“Don’t say no. Just hear me out first.”
I nod so he gets to it.
“I want to invest in your bar. Become a partner. I have a little money saved from our last record. There’s so much potential here, but to be blunt. You aren’t utilizing the space and making the money you could be.”
“You, who I couldn’t even share a bedroom with want to be partners?”
“Yeah man, the band is done with shows on the road. I’m done with that life. I want to settle down and build a life. I got so busy making a living that I wasn’t living, man. Just coasting through town to town. Nothing to call mine. I can do this. We can do this together. It’s like we used to talk about when we were younger. We could have live music. I have the connections.”
“I’ll think about it.”
He smiles. “You serious?”
“Yeah. Why not?”
“I was ready for you to shoot me down and call me every name in the book.”
“Bros before hos. Besides, I’ve been trying to decide what to do with the place. Let me get this divorce shit out of the way then we can get the paperwork drawn up.” People deserve a second chance. Not all but some. Wren may be full of shit but at the end of the day he is my brother. He was young and dumb. Hell, we all were.
“You won’t regret this. I swear to you, Hold, we’re gonna turn this place around. I need this, brother. I need something to look forward to.”
“I believe you. So, you think she’ll sign the papers?”
“You really going through with it?”
“Yeah, it’s long overdue.”